Jyn felt immediate relief that he didn't push it, and then guilt for feeling that relief at all. As she told herself, though, it wasn't like she meant to keep it a secret. That would be both impossible and too unfair. She would tell him, just not right now, not in this moment. She would work up to it, sooner rather than later, and just hope he wouldn't hate her for the delay. Until then, she'd just have to be careful not to slip up like that again.

Even that task was one easier said than done in the face of what he said next. He was patient with her in a way that took her by surprise, although she wouldn't have expected otherwise from him if she'd stopped to think about it. Knowing something and actually being on the receiving end of it were different, and there had never, not before and not since, been anyone in her life like him.

Resting her hand, feather-light, over his, she nodded slowly as she took that in. "Sort of figured you lot had done your homework," she replied, quietly wry. For a while, after the Alliance had first hauled her in, effectively just transferring her from one prison to another, she'd been furious about that. Being known was what she'd spent the majority of her life avoiding, and despite all her caution, they'd somehow managed to connect all the dots and hurl her identity back in her face. None of that was Cassian's fault, though, no matter how vulnerable it left her. "I don't mind. That you know... whatever you know. Can't say the same about your Alliance bosses, but—" She gave a little shrug, as if to say, what can you do? "It's been a long time since then for me anyway."